Chapter 302 I actually ran into them here!

The music exchange in the evening was held directly in the hotel lobby. After dinner, when it was almost time, everyone took the elevator to the lobby.

The hall was now bustling with activity, brightly lit, filled with the clinking of glasses and the gentle murmur of soft music. Well-dressed people chatted and laughed in small groups, creating a relaxed atmosphere throughout the hall.

"It looks like a gathering of celebrities..." Ran linked arms with Kogoro Mouri, her clear eyes scanning the crowd.

"Mr. Mori, Mr. Chino." Upon seeing them appear, Yoko Okino and Yuno Aso walked over to them and began talking to them excitedly.

The two fake children standing nearby couldn't join the conversation, so they simply grabbed a piece of cake and ate it while listening to the five adults chat.

Suddenly, Ai Haibara froze, almost dropping the cake in her hand.

She sensed a strong organizational aura!

This is definitely not an illusion!

"What's wrong with you today? You seem a little distracted," Conan asked, puzzled.

Ai Haibara moved a little closer to him, her voice trembling slightly, "People from the organization... there are people from the organization here..."

"What did you say!?"

Conan's eyes widened in shock, his pupils contracted slightly, and he exclaimed in a low voice.

He put the half-eaten cake back on the table, frowned, and scanned the people in the hall with sharp eyes.

But there are quite a few people here, and you can't find anyone organized just by looking.

A figure suddenly walked past them toward the elevator.

Ai Haibara shuddered and grabbed Conan's arm, whispering, "That...that person..."

Conan turned to look at the elevator, but only saw the doors slowly closing and the figure gradually being obscured.

He has a gun on him!

Conan quickly ran to the elevator and stared at the numbers flashing on the screen.

"Edogawa!" Ai Haibara put down the cake she was holding and ran anxiously to his side. "What are you doing! Do you want to follow him?"

"He has a gun! He might be here to kill someone!"

Conan stared intently at the numbers and said in a deep voice, until the numbers stopped at '11'. He quickly stepped into another elevator next to him and went to the 11th floor as well.

Seeing Conan's recklessness, Ai Haibara frowned, but still followed him.

Upon reaching the eleventh floor, the moment Conan stepped out of the elevator, he was knocked unconscious by a karate chop, while Ai Haibara had her mouth covered from behind.

"What a coincidence, to run into you here, Sherry..."

A familiar yet eerie tone whispered in her ear, causing Ai Haibara's eyes to widen involuntarily, a sense of fear rising within her.

She watched as Asti picked up Conan like a chick and then casually tossed him into a dimly lit corner.

Ai Haibara gripped Asti's wrists tightly with both hands, then touched the digital watch on his wrist.

But she had no time to think about any of that; her mind was completely focused on whether she could escape, whether he should take her back to the organization, or just kill her.

Asti, not minding the trouble, led her directly to knock on the door of room 1107.

As soon as the person inside opened the door, without waiting for their reaction, he squeezed inside, holding the black gun to their forehead with his other hand.

A cold sweat broke out on Yokoi Masato's forehead. Suppressing his fear, he asked in a trembling voice, "What do you want to do?"